I have felt the night
Shroud me over
And hide me deep inside.
I felt your divine air,
Sifting lightly across my broken skin,
Lifting and carrying me gracefully
Through my own heaven.
My heart was torn and dreary
When I saw you last inside.
Passing through
But not to stay,
You warned me then,
Some things just don't come to remain.
I took your words
And drew them on my hand.
I've lived
To hold what I can,
Though my hands seem far too tiny
For all I've held-
Slipped slowly
Through my open palms.
All my treasures
Soared quietly
Over my occupied head,
As I knelt over to try and pick up
What had just crumbled to the ground.
I clasped my fingers ever so tight
Holding onto what I could,
As everything else
Crumbled slowly away.
I missed you when you fell,
Now I grip even harder
So nothing left will leave.
You held me like I mattered,
You lent me your trusting care,
Until you and I
Were gone...
And never meant to be.
I tried to comfort you,
And hold you as you did for me.
I fell short myself
From holding what I can,
And keeping what I want.
Though the night has kept me
Hidden deep inside,
I intend not to sleep
Until my heart is open,
And flowing once again.
